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Holy Crow

by Kill Symbols

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1.
Julie’s kickin’ down the door We don’t wanna live here anymore Feeding on hot nights for days Falling asleep in a chartreuse haze Oh, isn’t it such a mess? Every waning moon, every golden rule Oh, isn’t it such a dream? To count ourselves as two—you and me Everyone you thought was wrong Ends up right, singing the same old song Every union and military man Will abandon all plans in the end Oh, isn’t it such a mess? Every waning moon, every golden rule Oh, isn’t it such a dream? To count ourselves as two—you and me
2.
Lily Dreams 02:19
Swaying hips, fingertips Sauntering in her way Down, down to the village To ancestors she’ll pray Lily dreams She’s the strings on your guitar The keys on your piano The sun itself After a sleepless night With the local official Never known a holiday It’d be too sacrificial She dreams Of a better tomorrow Hapless, anonymous Sans the need for a second pillow Lily dreams She’s the strings on your guitar The keys on your piano The sun itself She dreams Of a better tomorrow Hapless, anonymous Sans the need for a second pillow Lily dreams She’s the strings on your guitar The keys on your piano The sun itself She dreams Of a better tomorrow Hapless, anonymous Sans the need for a second pillow
3.
Down at the port, we were downing our port Drowning in the middle of a heatwave Watching the dancers collect their tips Watching the dissolution of the cave Green, green eyes on a Saturday night Meant for someone else but never me Make your way to the back of the room Scour the Dead Sea regularly Mind’s made up, buttercup Floating out to find new land Setting sail, destined to fail Without the touch of your hand Green, green eyes on a Saturday night Meant for someone else but never me Make your way to the back of the room Scour the Dead Sea regularly Green, green eyes on a Saturday night Meant for someone else but never me Make your way to the back of the room Scour the Dead Sea regularly Green, green eyes on a Saturday night Meant for someone else but never me Make your way to the back of the room Scour the Dead Sea regularly
4.
Come on, girl, get out of the world And enter into something better for you The global order will carry on Without the hegemonic voice within you You can put on the red light If you want to, you can dance You can put on the red light If you want to, you can dance, dance, dance Even if you’re alone in the dark The world keeps spinnin’ And you’ll keep grinnin’ Without the oligarchs Come on, light, you’re full of surprise I told the trees about your style I know you’re feeling all alone But the ready, set, go have come and gone You can put on the red light If you want to, you can dance You can put on the red light If you want to, you can dance, dance, dance Even if you’re alone in the dark The world keeps spinnin’ And you’ll keep grinnin’ Without the oligarchs Come on, girl, get out of the world And enter into something better for you The global order will carry on Without the hegemonic voice within you You can put on the red light If you want to, you can dance You can put on the red light If you want to, you can dance, dance, dance Even if you’re alone in the dark The world keeps spinnin’ And you’ll keep grinnin’ Without the oligarchs
5.
The seaside was abandoned And the government losing faith Of the people It was all so feeble So we packed our things and went To Chinatown Paris, not New York Reading Lorca, of course I Think I’m losing it Paintings on the wall Mean nothing at all And you, you, you Stabilize Leading me to waters To try, try, try There’s enough sherry To make a drunkard drunk That’s the excess Not the rest of it Grace tends to hide In Chinatown Paris, not New York Reading Lorca, of course I Think I’m losing it Paintings on the wall Mean nothing at all And you, you, you Stabilize Leading me to waters To try, try, try
6.
Love to Lose 02:07
Don’t get caught chasing shadows And don’t be afraid of the dawn Don’t leave fingerprints, please Leave no trace you’ve been here at all The thing you hate will always Get you if you don’t settle down The thing you love will give it all up By midnight Honey, I love to lose I’m sorry to have lit that fuse I’d hate to be a righteous king In a kingdom of make believe Dirt in your fingernails From dancing without anxiety Madness within signals value Years ago, I gave up piety Dismal are our chances But that doesn’t make them none The thing you love will give it all up By midnight Honey, I love to lose I’m sorry to have lit that fuse I’d hate to be a righteous king In a kingdom of make believe Honey, I love to lose I’m sorry to have lit that fuse I’d hate to be a righteous king In a kingdom of make believe
7.
Fallen leaves in July But you’re the type to try and try To keep ahold of Spring To find the perfect offering True love’s comin’ True love’s comin’ True love’s gettin’ the better of you True love’s comin’ True love’s comin’ True love’s gettin’ the better of you I am the sun, the moon, And everything without you But I’d rather be with you If that’s no issue I can’t accept it Regret defines the metric And you defy all duty Just by virtue of your beauty Stuck inside the mud As disappointing as ol’ Billy Budd Fallen from grace Sideways at an increasing pace True love’s comin’ True love’s comin’ True love’s gettin’ the better of you True love’s comin’ True love’s comin’ True love’s gettin’ the better of you I am the sun, the moon, And everything without you But I’d rather be with you If that’s no issue I can’t accept it Regret defines the metric And you defy all duty Just by virtue of your beauty
8.
Last time I surveyed The debts that you’d paid The businesses and accounts You’d closed overseas The poetry you wrote In the lining of your notebook I took it upon natural Providence To believe In the life In the dream In the agitated way that we Persistently perceive The world falling slowly Enough to miss it Evil appearing ‘fore your eyes Every day Disguised as a natural Way of the world Every lover she kept, Every lay, she believed In the life In the dream In the agitated way that we Persistently perceive

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ALBUM 7

Recorded Summer 2023

in Marseille, Provence
Paris, France
& Glasgow, Scotland

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released September 13, 2023

Written & produced by Jake Triola
Artwork by Sydney Shadeck

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